“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(It came to me that what bothers me about the kind of book I opened today is their limited viewpoint. As limited in its way as a book on geology or clothing or any of innumerable others. There’s no questioning mind at work, no new ideas or theories — merely the familiar rehash about All That Is, love, reincarnation, and so forth. Valid enough, perhaps, but lacking original insight and individuality like the Seth material has.

(I told Jane of my dream of the night before last, in which she and I and Leonard Yaudes — who had been our downstairs neighbor at 458 — moved into an apartment together at 458. In the dream the rooms were larger and better kept than they really are. I told Jane I suspected the dream grew out of my meeting Leonard at the new Super-Duper market the other night, when he’d joked around and repeated several times how good he felt physically, after his heart operation. Jane said she thought the dream meant that the three of us were all embarked on a journey into better health, a better outlook on life.

I may or may not return, again according to those rhythms of which I speak — but know that I am present and approachable. My congratulations on the new edition of Seven.